Bapak Itu Novels & Stories

Kalalaking tao, nang-iirap. "Tss! Morning." Tutugon din pala, nang-iirap pa. Edi sana siya unang bumati, ‘di ba? Tapos ako na lang tumugon, gusto ako pa mauna. Ganda eh, 'no? "Bakit po?" Tanong ko kay papa. Nang madaanan ko kasi siya ng tingin, nakatulala si papa habang nakatingin sa akin. Nakangiti naman siyang umiling sa akin. "Nothing anak, I am just happy..."

I said to them, and they all reacted as if it was no big deal to them. After the call, I immediately faced Rod and BJ. Blake was annoyed by his dad, but Rod found it amusing. "Ma, this dude is poking my face," BJ grumbled. It was whispered, but it was impossible for Rod, who was right beside him, not to hear it. "BJ, it’s PAPA. That guy is not just a stranger. He’s your papa," I said because I had been correcting his "dude" for awhile now. Rod sniffed and just looked at his son sitting on the bed.

"Father." SHIT!